The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

The footsteps were not like the natural and smooth footsteps of ordinary people, but were deliberately lightened, and they stopped and walked, as if they were looking for something.

Lan Xinhui took another half step back worriedly, her back touched the door behind her.When she touched the door behind her, it opened by itself.

Lan Xinhui staggered a few steps back, and was pulled by Wang Zichen before she stood still.

Still in shock, she turned around and looked around, only to find a small storage room behind her.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps chasing behind was getting closer.Lan Xinhui was quick to wit, she stretched out her hand to pull Wang Zichen into the storage room together, and closed the door gently but quickly.

"What's going on?" Wang Zichen asked in displeasure.

"Hush—" Lan Xinhui raised her hand to cover his mouth in desperation.

"Don't talk yet," Lan Xinhui leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'll explain to you later."

Then there was a moment of silence. In the small storage room, the temperature seemed to rise gradually, and a charming atmosphere gradually spread.

In the quiet and narrow space, even the sound of breathing seemed to be amplified, and the two could not help but feel each other's strong presence.

Wang Zichen felt the touch of delicate and soft fingers between his lips, and her fragrant exhalation was like blue in his ears, he only felt a burst of hot blood spreading from between his lips and then.

Lan Xinhui also suddenly felt Wang Zichen's lips kissing her fingers, ten fingers connected to her heart, the touch of his lips seemed to be ironed to her heart, she hurriedly let go of her hand.

She wanted to take a few steps back to increase the distance between him and him, but the storage room was too small and full of sundries, so she could barely accommodate them.And in order not to bump into sundries and make noise, they have to be very close.

Lan Xinhui heard the sound of footsteps outside gradually approaching the storage room, and then, the footsteps disappeared, as if they had disappeared outside the door of the storage room that was separated from them.

Lan Xinhui was a little worried, so she couldn't help but look up at Wang Zichen. What she didn't expect was that Wang Zichen looked down at her at this moment.So close, she raised her head, he lowered his head, their lips touched together...

This unexpected little accident shocked both of them, and their eyes widened in surprise.

For a moment, both of them were stunned, forgetting to move.

After a while, they suddenly came to their senses, and were about to bounce off each other, but suddenly they heard a voice from outside the door: "Why is no one there?"

It was a man's voice whispering, the voice was very close, he should only be separated from them by a door.

Hearing this sound, she felt that Wang Zichen wanted to back away. Lan Xinhui was worried that he would bump into something behind him and make a noise, so she hurriedly wrapped her arms around his waist. Wang Zichen gasped lightly, As if wanting to speak.

In a hurry, Lan Xinhui quickly blocked his mouth, because she had already wrapped her hands around his waist, and now she could only use her lips to cover his mouth.

Silence returned to the small storage room, as if no one was in it.But in fact, the two people whose bodies and lips are close to each other feel the presence of each other is unprecedentedly strong.

"I saw her just now... They forgot to run over here..." They heard a woman's voice coming in from outside the door.

"Did you go upstairs?" The man quietly guessed.

The woman responded: "Go up and have a look!"